Chapter 477

"Cut, I don't have a girl. If I have a girl, I will never sell her!" Yan Kai finished this sentence and said to everyone, "I'm going back to Qingzhou, so let's go!"

Then he took out a black business card and handed it to Ye Feng with both hands. He said politely, "Mr. Ye is interested in coming to Qingzhou as a guest. My Yan family is willing to be the host to ensure that you are at home!"

"Thank you very much!" Ye Feng took the business card and said, "if you have a chance, you must go!"

Old Yan nodded, turned and left without saying a word.

Ye Feng looks at the business card in his hand. It's made of pure black material. It feels like a kind of cool jade. On the business card, the words "Yan Kai" are printed on the rubbings. Below is a line of telephone numbers. In addition, there is no decoration, but it looks simple and elegant.

To be honest, Ye Feng has received many business cards, including Mr. Yuan's gold card, Mr. Qin's white card and Mr. Yan's black card. But I still don't have my own business card.

He wondered if it was time to make his own business card.

At the same time, Qin Hu's face turned red when he heard Bai Xinxin's words. Although he really likes Bai Xinxin, Bai's rule is too cruel. Ye Feng's silver charm has just been auctioned for one billion yuan. Even if he works hard for eight years, he may not be able to make the money.

At this time, he was holding a gift box with a scroll in his hand. Listening to Bai Lao's sarcasm, he felt extremely embarrassed.

"Mr. Bai doesn't have to say that. Let's see if the birthday gift Qin Hu prepared for you can brighten your eyes!"

In this awkward time, Ye Feng went to rescue him, opened the white gift box, took out the scroll and opened it gently.

"Oh, this is Zhang Zixuan's River map..." After Ye Feng opened the scroll, he took a glance and recognized the origin of the picture.

Then Bai Lao reached out his hand and touched the word "die" of "Xiaozhou die from now on". Then he said with a smile: "it's a good imitation. If it's an ordinary veteran, it's probably eye-catching."

"Imitation?" Hearing Bai Lao's words, song Lao on one side looked forward with a rare face and said in surprise: "old Bai tou, this should be Zhang Zixuan's River map in terms of momentum, color and material. Moreover, the signature of" the boat will die, and the river and sea will send the rest of his life "and Zhang Zixuan's seal below can all be matched

above.

"Yes, it's true, but it's also false!" "It's not the kind of forgery that others have redrawn, it's a high-quality imitation from the original," Mr. Bai explained

"Take it off?" Old song frowned. "This is now a means of counterfeiting. As long as those people use a kind of liquid medicine to wipe on the original, and then cover it with a layer of film. After seven days, when it is removed, a splash mark of the original will appear on the film, just like tearing a thick piece of paper from the gap.

Then cover the film on the prepared paper and brush it twice with a special brush. The imprint on the film is printed on the paper like a sticker, and then ask an expert to render it. This is the Jiehua painting. " Pointing to the painting in Ye Feng's hand, Mr. Bai said: "because it is removed from the original, there is almost no difference in technique between it and the original, but it can't guarantee that all the places can be removed smoothly, so there are still some traces of repair, so I can see that this is the word" die "

it's not very good, there are some traces of repair!"

"And this kind of operation?"

Looking at the picture of the river in Ye Feng's hand in surprise, Mr. Song said, "with my eyesight, I can't see any defects. If I can do that, can I copy these fakes at will?"

"How can it be!" Old Bai laughs.

"Every time an old painting is opened, it will cause some damage to the original painting. After seven times at most, there will be nothing left, and the original painting will even be destroyed. So this kind of thing is still the inferior means of those businessmen in the final analysis!"

Mr. Song nodded and said, "it's true that a river map can reveal seven paintings that are fake but not true. From the perspective of businessmen, it's worth it."

Looking at Ye Feng and Qin Hu's face is not good, Bai Lao smiles and comforts: "although it's a fake, it's not a high imitation. It's also a good product worth collecting. Mr. Ye doesn't have to worry about it!"

Ye Feng said with a smile: "it's nothing. It was originally given to me by others. It's just that Mr. Bai said that he couldn't take advantage of it when transferring others!"

"No harm, no harm!"

"Dad, are you looking for me?" At this time, Bai Xinxin led a man in white to come up. It was Bai Yunfei, the young master of the Bai family whom ye had just met.

"I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Huang and Mr. Ye of Yilian gang."

Seeing his son coming, Mr. Bai thought for a moment, reached out his hand and gave a recommendation to Ye Feng, "this is the dog Bai Yunfei. In the future, he will have to rely on Mr. Ye to make a living in the East China Sea!" Since Mr. Huang introduced Ye Feng as the leader of the future Yilian Gang, all the people and forces who live in the East China Sea should be polite. A philosopher once said, "people are actually the synthesis of social relations!" This sentence is especially valuable in China. If Bai Yunfei knows Ye Feng, it's very important for himAfter help is not small, even if ye Feng can't know, two people can mix a face familiar is also worth.

"Third Master, Mr. Ye!"

At this time, Bai Yunfei respectfully saluted the two. He was not a pure idiot. He had heard of the name of Yilian Gang, especially during this period of time, the third master Huang was making a lot of trouble in Yuzhou.

Looking at Bai Yunfei, Ye Feng smiles. It's estimated that he doesn't know. Ye Feng and he have already met each other. The river map in Ye Feng's hand is still his!

"I've heard that master Bai's title in the antique world is unique. If you meet anything strange in the future, you'll have to rely on master Bai's eyesight!" Ye Feng looked at Bai Yunfei and said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, easy to say!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Bai Yunfei nodded with a smile, still a pair of eyes above the top of the pride. Looking at his son's reaction, white old slightly some unhappy, but also did not say much.

"I heard that young master Bai has recently come to a piece of blood jade. It's very rare. I wonder if you can let me palm it?" Looking at the appearance of Bai Yunfei, Ye Feng smiles and asks.

"Oh, has Mr. Ye known all about it?" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Bai Yunfei said with a smile: "I was going to wait for my father's birthday to take it out, but since Mr. Ye wants to see it, I won't hide it!"

Although Ye Feng doesn't know whether the piece song Zhifeng gave to Bai Yunfei is true or not, there will be no more real picture of Qin Hu's river. Otherwise, song Zhifeng would have gone all out to perform and exchange a piece of blood jade for this painting.

Bai Yunfei took out a white jewelry gift box from his arms, and then gently opened the jade which was tinged with blood. Seeing his son's delivery, the white man's eyes were slightly solemn. He gently reached for the box and looked at it carefully.